"It seems that this interesting guy has no chance to get Netherfruit this time!" Sovereign of Death smiled proudly and turned his attention to Bolan and the man in gold robe who were fighting fiercely.
"Sister, with the strength of "gold", few people under Paragon can get Netherfruit from his hands!" Vivian looked at with a proud look on his face. Sovereign of Death raised his brows lightly and laughed softly, "Not to mention the "gold" Soul Defense Sovereign Artifact, which perfectly restrained the Bolan, the Divine Clone, the strongest Soul Attack."
"I have already reminded this guy. How can he be so confident without Wind Divine Clone!" Sovereign of Death saw that Bolan's material attack could not break through the "gold" material defense, and proudly turned his eyes to Bolan who was fishing down the mountain.
"Uh? It's really unlucky to meet such a guy..." Wind Divine Clone of Bolan smiled bitterly and turned his attention to the pretty red-haired woman with a smile on her face.
"Drink~" Bolan shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand once again slashed out a giant sword light, slashing towards the golden-robed man with a huge roar.
"Haha, your material attacks can't break through my defense, you'd better admit defeat!" The spear in the gold-robed man's hand stabbed towards Bolan with an endless mood.
"Haha, your material attacks can't threaten me. The two of us are at a draw at most." Bolan chuckled lightly, pierced the void with the long sword in his hand, and gently tapped the spear in the hand of the man in gold robe.
"Wow, sister, you are really lucky that you were not beaten to death by that guy!" Ten thousand meters away from the battlefield, ten young men and women in green robes were watching the battle. One of them, a young man in green robes, looked blankly at the leader of the woman in green robes.
"Get out of here!" When the elder sister heard that her younger brother dared to tease her, she viciously kicked the young man several meters away.
Several other young men and women could not help but shrink their heads in fear when they saw that their eldest sister was still as tough as ever.
"Father, come on, give that arrogant guy a good beating!" Tina looked at his younger brothers and sisters proudly, and then raised his delicate little fist high, constantly cheering for the gold-robed man in the field.
"Haha~~~" The man in the golden robe heard the sound of his son and daughter cheering, and smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart, "I also want to beat this guy up, but I haven't met him yet. Instead, he was hit by the guy's sword energy several times. If the defense of his scale armor hadn't been strong enough, I guess he would have been defeated by now."
Bolan The long sword struck the golden-robed man's waist and abdomen again, and lightly dodged the spear thrust out by the golden-robed man, frowning.
"Damn it, if it were Wind Divine Clone here, this big snake would definitely be unable to eat and carry around!" Bolan cursed secretly in his heart.
The long sword pointed at the man in golden robe. Bolan let out a sigh of relief and said loudly, "I still have one more sword. As long as you can take it, I will turn around and leave! I will never stop!"
"Hmph, don't talk about one sword, so what if it's ten swords or a hundred swords!" The man in gold robe lightly shouted, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart, but the spear in his hand turned from offensive to defensive.
"Hmph, this guy is just bluffing."
"That's right, even if my father stood there and asked him to behead him, he wouldn't be able to do it."
"Returning the last sword? What a joke."
"..."
Several young people outside the court spoke for their fathers with unhappiness on their faces.
"The last sword? It seems that this battle is about to end!" Nethermountain Dian, Sovereign of Death looked at Bolan with interest.
"Master, Jin won't lose to that guy." A tall woman in silver robes said softly.
"O(*￣￣*)o" Vivian only smiled slightly and looked at Bolan with expectation.
I saw Bolan's palm gently brushing the long sword in his hand, and a hazy dark green light appeared on the surface of the long sword. On the surface of the long sword, lines like lotus flowers appeared.
The man in gold robe looked at the lotus pattern on the Bolan sword, and his golden pupils instantly shrank into a thin line. On the spear in his hand, the majestic power of life continued to emerge, and tiny Spatial Rift appeared around the spear.
"Don't die..." Bolan frowned and waved the long sword in his hand lightly. This sword seemed to be separated from time and space. It was the strongest move of the three-series rule clone of Bolan. The sharp sword edge instantly cut the spear in the hand of the man in gold robe into two pieces. Under Bolan's stunning sword, the defense laid down by the man in gold robe was as if it was a piece of tissue paper and could be broken at the touch.
"Father, get away quickly."
"Don't hurt my father!"
"Stop it!"
The ten young men and women outside the field saw that Bolan actually cut off the artifact spear that their father had nurtured for countless millions of years with one sword, and they all shouted anxiously.
This sword was clearly visible to everyone outside the venue. It was a very ordinary sword. However, only the man in gold robe who was locked by the sword could sense the terrifying extent of this sword.
The golden pupils turned into snake-like vertical pupils, this sword... cannot be avoided!!!
"Boom~~~~" Bolan looked at the direction where he was hit with a slightly pale face, frowning.
"The sword that was sure to hit just now did not hit the man in the golden robe!!!" Bolan gently waved his hand and hit the long sword, and then relaxed his brows.
"It's not that it missed, it was blocked by someone!"
I saw the man in gold robe who was supposed to be chopped into pieces by Bolan's sword, holding two severing guns, looking at the torso of Netherfruit Tree blocking him with a face full of joy.
When he saw that the trunk of the fruit tree in front of him had been cut with a deep sword mark, the man in gold robe couldn't help but look at Bolan with an expression on his face.
"I lost!" After sending away his children who cared about him, the man in gold robe sighed softly to Bolan.
He stretched out his hand, picked up the Netherfruit wrapped in the branches of Netherfruit Tree, and gently threw it to Bolan.
"Eat this Netherfruit, and you will become the Chief Sovereign messenger of Sovereign of the Netherworld." The man in the golden robe smiled slightly, as if he had completely forgotten the Bolan sword strike just now.
"Haha, I am already the Chief Sovereign messenger of Hell Bauhinia Sovereign. I came here this time just for Netherfruit." Bolan chuckled lightly and put Netherfruit into his space ring.
"Are you already the messenger of Bauhinia Sovereign? What a pity!" The man in gold robe sighed softly, as if he felt sorry for losing such a strong man under his master's command.
"Jin, are you okay?" At this time, a rather anxious female voice sounded, and a silver Hydra, similar in size to a golden snake, was quickly attacking the two of them.
"You're here too, I'm fine, Chief Sovereign blocked the last blow for me!" The man in gold robe smiled and shook his head at the silver Hydra.
"Your name is Bolan, right? Chief Sovereign wants to see you!" Silver Hydra first looked at the man in gold robe carefully. Seeing that he was indeed uninjured, he turned his attention to Bolan and said lightly.
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